Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your Dawn. Or Umad Whatever Joan! Whatever Umad!

Depends on how long you keep on yapping.

Bloody hell. Sodding, blimey, shagging, knickers, bollocks.

I taught you all I can about being the Slayer,

I feel compelled to take some vengeance on you.

Fighting your own kind. Palling around with a slayer.

How could you, Willow?

I believe it's the right thing to do.

Not exactly. I just...

"Made with care for Randy. "

Listen to Peter Pan, have some Spoonful of Sugar, snap your fingers or jump into chalk pavement Pictures! Okay.

- Boy, you're a pain in the... - Boy, you're bossy.

Birkenstocks and played a harp?

Does it focus on mind control or memory loss?

I know what kind of girl you really are.

I know you used that spell on me.

Joan, where are you going?

and a natural at the supernatural, I should trust my intuition.

And you do inspire a...

That's sweet, but I think I can name myself.

But you don't get to decide what is better for us, Will.

Oh, my God! How lame is that?

Monsters are real. Did we know this?

Look, I don't wanna see anyone get hurt. Boys.